Surprise!!

For the last few nights, the dogs have been driving Brett and I nuts over their newfound obsession with the bathtub. They have been hearing something under it for nearly a week.. Last night, I finally heard it for myself--and we decided to get some of those catch and release traps, you know, for mice or rats.

When I came home from work, I was feeling kinda ballsy, and I cleared out the closet by the bathtub that has a little 'Alice in Wonderland'-type latched door (to can access the plumbing), so I could place the trap. I opened the tiny door to find-- an opossum. Looking right at me. Wiggling its pink little nose. I slammed the door and turned to Brett, "I think we are gonna need a bigger trap."

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To tell the truth, nothing too interesting has happened of late.

For the 4th of July, Brett and I traveled to Smithville, TN to see his family (and go to the Fiddlers Jamboree). His mom's family also had a HUGE fish fry. I brought food for the weekend. It wasn't as hard as it could of been, the veganism and finding sustanance, especially during the fish fry-- there were a lot of fresh veggies. The only thing that kind of blew was that I was PMS-ing hard and there was NO vegan desserts to be found... no chocolate... but lots of homemade sweets. Get me?


I had some car issues earlier in the week which made Brett and I miss yoga Monday and we were out of town Saturday morning... and I have been a tight knotted up mess all week. I didn't realize you can cramp up from NOT exercising.